“The woes that you are bearing my heart with you now shares;
I begged the old she-devil no more alone to leave you
Upon the sea-sands washing; with you I’ll bear the burden, and my help will give you.”
[1067]
The homeless maiden answered: “May Christ your love reward,
That you with so much sorrow of all my woes have heard.
If we may wash together, the days will be the brighter,
And time will seem far shorter, and on our hearts the shame will weigh the lighter.”
[1068]
Soon as her wish was granted, down to the sandy shore